Unexpected Vacation (Closed)

And then my heart leaped as he found the skimpiest piece of underwear that I owned. The blue undergarment did match my bikini, thankfully so, but the material wasn't all that...God, I hoped that it wouldn't be see through with enough light.

"Y-You cheated again!" I exclaimed, as he winked.

"Go ahead and undress for me....i cant wait to hear the most naughty thing youve done."

I sighed and took the underwear...but turned away as I did begin to undress, so that he wouldn't see my front. It wasn't against our wager, so I didn't do anything wrong. It would be beyond embarrassing to have him see that my trimmed, private region.

And so, as I did so, I asked "Do you want the story before or after your....your motorboat?..." hoping that he wouldn't see the ring on my hand...
 
I stood there, staring right at him as I sighed. "Okay fine..." I said, before finally admitting "Look...there's not real story okay?" as I showed him the ring on my finger "I have a boyfriend but...we're waiting for marriage. It's all set up by this promise ring."

Then, naively I asked "So...could we just stop here? Please?"
 
"Well..." I say, behaving a little timid for the first time in our encounter "I...I'm promising basically my body to him once we get married" as he pulled my body to him, now making my sit right on his lap. I barely even noticed, what with the embarrassment over my own (or lack thereof) experience, that he was pulling my body closer and closer to him. "B-Both." I then added to his second question "And this promise has been going on for two years after our father introduced us. And yes...this would pretty much break it."

"So...can we let this go?" I asked naively, despite my chest heaving in front of his face.
 
"Are you saying it would break that 2 year promise or it would pretty much break it? Because those are two different things dear."

And I just had to sit there while his hands grabbed and squeezed my backside. I gasped, of course, but didn't get up and slap him - I lost a bet so far, and was willing to accept the consequences. I wasn't much on going back on my word. I confused over what he meant though. Not that he wasn't clear...it was that I didn't know the answer quite myself.

"I...I guess the promise? I don't know, if I told him about doing anything behind his back, he'd be devastated. So I don't really kno-"
I explained but was interrupted by his next question:

"So tell me, if you promise him your body once you get married....what does he get to do with this body of yours at that point?"

"I'm not sure...to have sex with him? That's what our promises pretty much states; that I will give myself to him sexually after we get married-"

"I mean specifically....can he do anything he wants, even without asking...anywhere, any time,....are there any rules at all?"

"I-I guess so" I said a bit timidly, as I never really thought of it myself. Sexuality wasn't something that I normally gave much importance to. "Sure?" I added.
 
"So you are saying that youd suck his cock in the back of a movie if he wnated you to?"

"I...I guess but..."

"Or he could take you from behind, in your ass, while he put you on the bed on all fours?"
he said, giving my backsize another squeeze - earning another soft gasp from my lips. God...what was he saying?

"Are you saying that you would be okay with those things happening to you?"

"Of course, but we'd be married and-" I said, interrupted once more

"and what about motorboating these huge tits of yours"
he said, as I responded with nothing but a diverted glance, trying to look away, given how embarrassed I was of this whole ordeal.

"Would you let him do that once youre married to him?"
he said, my glance quickly going back to him as his face just barely touched my cleavage...

"does that ring also promise you wont let him do it now, and havent for the past two years?"

"I haven't ever let him...that's why...can you stop please?" I ask, as I squirmed just a bit against his lap. I breathed heavily, feeling his face now going deeper into my cleavage, pressing on my large breasts - which, with my breathing, only moved closer to his face.

"Doesnt that make him jealous of your past boyfriends who have had their face between those two mellons?"

"I-I never let anybody do that to me. He's my first and only boyfriend!"
I exclaimed, wondering if all this information would make him stop...or only entice him more.
 
"Dont you love him?!"

Huh? Just what on Earth did he mean by that? Of course I loved him! So that said, I was utterly confused by his question. Was this simply him making fun of my current predicament? Then, almost as if he was reading my mind, he continued on. He seemed to be advocating having 'practice partners' before getting married. I nearly scoffed, and would have, if he didn't squeeze my backside again so possessively. God, just who did he think he was? I...I wouldn't start having sex with random people.

"You clearly dont love the poor guy....if you did, youd find someone to practice with and make sure you were the best sexual enjoyment hes going to have, once you get married and for years to come after that. But since you dont care about him as much as i thought, clearly that ring just means you promise to not give him sexual enjoyment."

"I want to just give myself sexually to just one person. If he isn't willing to wait until we're married, then it's not worth it. I'm...not that kind of girl Mr. Gold." I concluded.
 
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